Some people take for granted the little things of life. I love to run bicycle outdoors because it gives me a chance to appreciate nature. I always carry my camera everywhere I go, specially on outdoor activities. Here is a typical Florida afternoon in October. My husband and I went for a ride. Other people are walking or biking too. There are boats on the lake moving around , some families are having a afternoon picnic at the gazebos. Parents are with their kids at the playground, and here I am stopping every few minutes to take pictures. Here are some of them.
I am a fan of details, of the things that we don’t see if we don’t pay attention to them. When we are traveling, as tourists we miss a lot of details of the wonderful places we visit because we are in a hurry or in a tight schedule. Thanks God for cameras and photography! It allowed us to look back at the pictures and notice the details that we missed.
Right now I am on a stage of my life that my travel and touristy life is on hold. We are in a process of buying a house which we supposed to had closed the deal 3 weeks ago but didn’t happened. The process has been more complicated that we expected or that was predicted to us. So imagine for a second how my little apartment might look right now. If you can’t imagine I will explain. There are boxes everywhere, some full and some closed, others empty waiting to been filled, some others that were close, I had to open them because I was needing to use things that were already packed. The apartment is small, there are four of us and a cat with boxes everywhere… Is a mess
Our lives are on hold because of this. We need to move first, for us to be able to do some changes, buying things ( washer, dryer, furniture…) , change my daughter’s school , my son be able to look for a job in the new area and so on. But we can’t because we don’t have an official new address.
In the mind time I have to focus in other things while the time passes. That is why I am taking advantage of the subject I talked about the other day (DETAILS). Sometimes life push us to see the simple beauty of life, to enjoy the little moments that we have with love ones even if is at home, with boxes and everything else.
We live in Florida and one of the “little things” that we can enjoy even at home is the warm weather, so we went to the hot tub of the condominium for a little bit in the afternoon. And then I decided again to take a close look to things that are so blended with normality that we overlooked them.
When I finish my wandering on the courtyard I found the hubby with his phone on one of my flip-flop and watching a video. 🙂
I love this cute moments that we enjoyed together.
Hopefully moved to my new home… With more stories to tell.
In one shoulder my backpack in the other a beach bag with our sunblock 30, 50 and 100 SPF, beach towels, a book and more stuff label with the “just in case”. My hands carried the bags of snacks, my hair was pull up, my sunglasses protect me from the infernal sun-rays. I had my swim-suit under my short and a sleeveless shirt, but still the drops of sweat make their way to be part of my attire. Even I had already walked the way to the beach few minutes ago, it felt like the beach was running away from us now. The wooden trail bridge was long like and infinite path way taken from a science fiction movie. It felt like it was creating itself while we walked. My senses got sharp with every step, I felt the heaviness of the snacks bags, I felt the sweat drops racing through my body from point A to B. My ears could hear the wooden bridge squeak noise of our steps and the other people walking out passing by us. My mind start playing with my thoughts, thinking that people might be thinking that we were crazy coming to the beach so late. It was about 4 pm but I think the sun forgot that, it was shining with all its power like at noon time. At some point I looked back to see all the way that we walked already and it surprise me to see a black/grey Giant on the sky. It was so big and spread out that looked like the clouds had exploded. People kept walking by us leaving, while us kept going in like as some kind of reward was waiting for us. Indeed there was a reward…
The water shined like a diamond, it was hypnotizing each word that kept calling my name. It repeatedly said “come to me”, it was magical, it promise to sooth the heat away. I didn’t fight with it, I let my senses to take over and like a zombie I went straight to the water. Suddenly the sound of billion of cracking eggs shells under my feet woke me up from my zombie stage. When I looked to the floor, it wasn’t eggs, there were trillions of nice looking shells of all kinds of shapes and colors in the shore.
When my feet touched the water I felt a warm welcoming. And when I say warm, literally the water was melting mild. I didn’t have to go through any kind of torturing process of adaptation while getting deeper in the water. It was like having a warm sea salt relaxing bath in a giant tub.
After the first stage of my relaxing experience passed, then again carefully I walked over the billions of shells. Scrubbing sand was waiting for me in my path to get attach to my feet creating a temporary sock until my feet got dry.
I sat on my beach chair, got my iPad on hand. I was exploring the possibilities of reading or going on Face Book to tell the whole world that I was at the beach, until I heard my Jorge telling my that he saw a shark… The rest is history. You can read it at Sanibel Island, A Funny Story and Manasota Beach.